Chapter 51

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〰️Leonardo Pov〰️

Walking to the guest house behind the mansion after having a few words with Francesco about Chad gave me a bigger headache. My P.I and all my men can't find him. He never showed up to meet me or for work in Jersey and they lost all sign of this imbiscle.

Angelo tried to hack into his phone, check his call log or any contact he might have made with anyone, but his phone seems to be switched off. Where the fock did he go?

I have to find him, before he finds her. The way he looked at her I wanted to pull out his eye balls and shove it down his throat.

I have to act civil though, and calm myself down. Mama said I should just be patient and not lose my temper around her. Try to whoo her, as if that could help me.

I just need to sit down and talk to her, explain myself. We were doing so well on the honesty front lately. I should've told her.

The look in her eyes killed me. I don't ever want to see her look at me with so much hurt and disappointment again. It's going to be even more tough now, since I've been seeing her trying to mask a smile for me before this whole shit show happened or when she sits deep in thought with that frown on her face I've been trying so hard to smooth out over the past few months.

I want to laugh at the thought of a divorce, she's out of her mind if she thinks I will give up on us that easily. If she were to leave me... I would be a broken man with small fragments of pieces lost, hard to find and be placed together as it once was.

"Can I help you?" Joey almost startles me laying on the couch of this guest house.

"What are you doing here?" I ask him.

"I live here. This is my private domain. What are you doing here?" He asks pulling his lip in disgust at me.

"This is my focking house!" I growl at him as I point to the ground.

"Ehh! Wrong answer." He surprises me. "This is my sister in laws house and last time I checked." He crosses his arms over his chest. "She threw your cheating ass out."

"Listen, you little merda." I seethe out approaching the couch and he rushes to his feet. "If it weren't for me she wouldn't be your focking sister in law, and I never cheated on her."

"Why does she think you did?" He says back stepping slowly.

"Ask your other sister in laws." I say dryly and turn on my heel to leave for the pool house not too far from the guest house.

Laying in this double sized cold bed, I already feel lonely in the pool house. "Hmm." Im missing her already. I always miss her when she's not around, I don't say it too much as I should. Making her probably think my businesses are what's more important to me and then she finds out I've been away from her only to entertain focking Mona.

"Aaggg" I want to smack myself upside the head for making that stupid mistake. Why would I even consider entertaining the idea with Mona? I've been making foolish mistakes lately, it's true what papa says. Maybe I am clouded by losing her and not by her in itself.

I move to lay on my side in this crinkled cold bed feeling a small pain that's been creeping up on me in my back lately over the past few days and I spot her. There she stands on our bedroom balcony talking in the phone. I wonder who she's talking to?... I can't help but admire the way the moon shines on her, as if a full one has come out tonight only for her under a spotlight. Her dark curls pushed back making her beautiful innocent face clear to see. Her neck to her neckline looking so inviting to kiss as she looks up to the stars. The cleavage she so proudly often shows off without really trying wants me to cup them in my hands. The way her robe is tied around the slope of her waist accentuating those curvy hips. I'm already hard looking at her, I push the blankets off feeling the heat rise up in me when my eyes move lower down to the caramel skin of her right thigh on full display as she pops her knee from out the robe. It's as if she knows I'm watching her, putting on this little show of running her hands through her hair, down her neck until she reaches the top of her breasts leaving her hand there as she plays with the diamond of her necklace.

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